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"Good things come in small packages, my olive skinned friend," A tanned, veiled halfling female replies in a sultry alto. "I should know, I'm as good as it gets."
Her long, thin fingers walk over the bare head of the Goblin. She winks, and twirls away, the long sheer veils she wears over her form fitting leather body suit, swirls like a tempest as she passes.
She saunters past a few paladins on her way to a seat.
"Then again, I sometimes see the virtue in the belief that bigger is better."